stupid, necessary justice system

I got a jury summons in the mail a couple weeks ago.  It's for this coming week.   I called the line this morning and found out that they've already called through 213 for Monday.   I'm 251.

Crap.

So now I'm looking at most definitely having to go on Tuesday.. which means I have to leave my girlie with Nonnie for the day for the first time.

Knowing my "luck" I'll end up on a case that lasts for days.

I'm honestly having mini panic attacks about it.  And I'm not exaggerating.  It's actually making my heart hurt to think of leaving her.  Not to say that she isn't going to be in good hands.   It's Nonnie, after all.

But she's started pouting her lips up and crying a bit when I leave her.   And yeah, I know that just means we need to do this so she can get used to it.

But I don't have to like it.

And it doesn't mean I can't think that it stinks that I'm being forced to do it the first time by the government.



And it does stink.

It's stinks like a steaming pile of monkey poo.

Oh Halloween.

Kaylyn, Lindsay and I reached a new level of ugliness Monday night.  I won't post pictures, though.   This blog can't handle it.

But just trust me...   we've made it our goal to try as hard to be ugly as most girls try to be cute in the least amount of clothes possible.  

We succeeded.

A trick or treater actually laughed at me.

I enjoyed it.

Amen and Amen

You've been hurt, I understand. 

I know you’re life has not turned out the way you planned. 

You can run and you can hide, but how can you escape the love that cannot be denied.

Wandering heart, you’ve been gone so long. 

Wandering heart, it’s time to come back home. 

There’s a light of hope still shining, mercy leaves it on. 

So you’re wandering heart can find its way back home

Turn around, you’re not too far. 

Take one step and God will meet you where you are. 

He’ll forgive and He’ll forget and He will not remind you of the things you now regret.

Wandering heart, you've been gone so long. 

Wandering heart, it’s time to come back home. 

There’s a light of hope still shining, mercy leaves it on, so you’re wandering heart can find its way back home.

Come home. 

Come home. 

Come home.

Ye who are weary come home. 

There’s a light of hope still shining, mercy leaves it on. 

So you’re wandering heart can find its way back home.

Come home.

It's my blog and I can ramble if I want to.

I'm officially able to wear my pre-pregnancy skinny jeans.

Let's not misunderstand one another here...  when I say "skinny" I mean the fit of the jeans is skinny, not that they are thin jeans.    I currently don't own what I would call thin jeans.   But I will, dangit.  I will if it's the last thing I do.  I can't continue to see Kaylyn wearing cuter and cuter clothes everyday and Lindsay losing weight from running and not do something about myself.  

Did I say I wasn't competitive?   I'm usually not but I just can't stand by and let them be better people than me.  I can't.   I will just have to show them what it really means to be a better person and beat them into the ground...  Rub their faces all up in it.

One day.

We watched The Burbs tonight and carved pumpkins.   I carved 3 total this year.  That's how much I love it.  I didn't quite finish my pumpkins before the movie went off, so to continue the festive feeling I turned on Charlie Brown's pumpkin patch party... also known as It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.  I like my name better.  ...The end.

We got all dressed up in our sorta winter clothes today and headed out to go to Walmart and Loves to eat.   I put Piper in this incredibly cute outfit that is a 3-6 and 6 month size (which is incredible because she's still a newborn, you know) and I even got some shoes to stay on long enough to take some pictures.   We had just gotten to Walmart, I pulled her out of her seat and found that not only was their poop coming through her pants, but it was also running down her legs and out onto me.   Friends and neighbors, it had puddled in her socks.  I stood there in the parking lot not even knowing where to begin.   If anybody saw all this going on, they got a good bit of free entertainment for the day.   So basically we took a 10 minute drive to Walmart to change Piper's diaper and turned around to head home.   It was awesome.   I want that to happen more often.

While we were at Loves, I started noticing how everybody was dressing like it's 20 degrees outside.  It's in the 50's and 60's, which is considered cold around here, I know.  But I literally could dress Piper in a onesie and some socks and she'd be happy as can be.   Honestly, I step out the front door and the girl sighs.    And frankly I sigh because she's like walking around holding a heating blanket.   Just another thing she got from Carey.

Seriously, if I freeze to death this winter you'll all know why.

Gloray!

Come Tuesday morning it's Christmas in the Casey house.  

I got candles, I got Christmas records, I've even got Garfield's Christmas special.

Oh it's on.

10 reasons why I love him

1. He's patient with my impatience.
2. He makes me cinnamon toast with extra sugar... and butter... just the way I like it.
3. He keeps going back to Disney World because he knows it makes me happy.
4. He's the voice of reason.
5. He sometimes understands me better than I understand myself.
6. He will listen to an hour long story about this weird dream I had, when he only asked how my day was.
7. He asked me what I was doing just now and when I impatiently replied "just blogging", his response was "sorry to annoy you with my friendship".
8. He's still the funniest person I have ever met. ...I just don't laugh every time because I already knew what he was going to say before he says it.  Because we're close like that.
9. He makes me want to argue to resolve, not to win.     Though, I can't help it that I always do win...  I'm just never wrong, is all.
10. He says things to me like "are you gonna go to the spa again sometime?  It's been a while, hasn't it?"


Nobody has ever or will ever make me as happy as he does.


...Love you boy.

When you are troubled and you can't sleep...

I count my blessings...

1. A husband who is kind and considerate, who is a good father and a great husband.
2. A sweet and good-natured daughter who I never knew I'd love so much.
3. A house that is warm, dry and comfortable.
4. Carey having a good job, with a great company, working with wonderful people, in an area that brings him fulfillment.
5. Bills that remind me we are far richer than most people in the world.
6. A mama and daddy who I look forward to being with as much as I do my best friends.
7. Sisters that are my best friends.
8. A brother to proud of.
9. Sweet dogs that keep me company and wait outside the bathroom door when I shower.
10. In laws that I not only love but enjoy being with.
11. A husband who I know will always love me and overlook my many faults. (he deserves being mentioned twice.)
12. Old friends who've known me long enough to remember my teeth before braces and my hair before the perm, who I never have to explain stuff to because they were there and they know me.
13. New friends who allow me to vent and talk about meaningless, random things... friends who give me new perspective on things.
14. The ability to count, otherwise this list wouldn't be possible.
15. A car with air conditioning to drive. Because Savannah's a big, hot city and it would take forever to get to Orlando without it.
16. A toilet to sit on, because squatting over a hole in the ground would get old very quickly.
17. A computer and internet to waste endless hours surfing and writing ridiculous blogs on.
18. A niece who has occupied most of my time for the last 3 years and who I love like she's my own.
19. A nephew who is destined to be BFF's with Piper.
20. A flat iron, because without it I would be forced to shave my head.
21. Donuts. For they make life that much more enjoyable.
22. Weight watchers.  For it saves me from becoming one big, nasty donut.
23. Netflix. Because it provides hours of Star Trek enjoyment for little cost.
24. For good health, good doctors and good medicine.

But more important than all of these, Jesus. Who provides everything I need and a lot of what I simply just want.  Who is faithful even and especially when I am not.

Thank you, Lord.